The world is so used to complicating simple things that people are lost behind complex terms and concepts. It is customary to look for the Divine somewhere high, in the sky, in the universe ... but not where it is: in your own soul. But everyone carries God in himself. Everywhere and everywhere. And every time it manifests itself in us when ...
... we kiss our children, praying in our hearts that they will be safe and sound ...
... we feel the touch of the hand of an infinitely beloved person and, closing our eyes, we think about making him as happy as you are now ...
... we embrace those who have become part of our soul and with whom our hearts beat in the same rhythm, and inside we hear the quiet whisper of this very soul "I love him, God, take care of him, please" ...
... there is a desire to bestow. Everything without a trace. Close, relatives, loved ones, those who need it more than you ...
... you feel warm inside from someone's presence and it seems that there are so many of you that you could embrace the whole world with your wings ...
It seems like such trifles, not at all noticeable, moments that we do not see and do not notice in the bustle and noise of everyday life, but it is in them that what we are so persistently looking for somewhere far away is hidden.
No wonder they say: "If you want to hide something - put it in a conspicuous place ...". In life too. Everything that people are used to looking for between the lines of smart books, in the words of other people, in situations, in the past, in dreams and anywhere else, is actually in themselves.